Fic: Kitchen Encounter
Title: Kitchen encounter
Summary: Simply PWP
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of this, only the plot.
Prompt: lemon, key
Author note: I got this prompt from thepinkrabbit in London, and this is the result.
Warning: DH SPOILERS read at your own risk.
When Remus came home he had to search his pockets for a moment, to find the pair of keys that had he had only recently acquired. It hadn’t been long since he had been living together with Harry and he had to admit that this was all still very new to him.
After Tonks’s death and the knowledge that he had to bring up his son by his own, he had been scared. Then Harry had suddenly crossed his way and everything had seemed to be so easy. What had pleased him. What had pleased him even more was that Teddy had accepted Harry so openly at his side, that it gave Remus even more hope that everything might finally go well.
As Remus finally got inside, the house was quiet, an unusual thing. Frowning he made his way towards the kitchen where he found the most wonderful sight in front him. Harry was standing in front the kitchen counter, a half of a lemon sticking out of his mouth, sucking on it greedily, while some of the drops seemed to making their way down his lips.
"Do you think you can use that mouth for something else as well?" Remus asked, feeling his shaft already growing in his confiding trousers. Remus grinned as he saw Harry look up with a surprised expression, the lemon still in his mouth. Remus continued to watch the younger man quietly as Harry approached him with that smug expression, that normally held a lot of promise.
Seconds later, Remus couldn’t help but moan as he felt Harry’s warm and wet mouth engulf him completely. Remus could never get enough of that wonderful and sinful mouth, moving up and down in slow wonderful movements. Groaning, Remus reached down to thread his fingers through Harry’s soft hair, slightly holding on to it and slowly starting to thrust. Soon enough moans were starting to fill the room, Remus’s body tightening up with every suck. It didn’t take long for the first drops of pre-cum drip from his erection, letting out a gasp as Harry licked it of as if it was ice cream. Now Remus couldn’t hold back any longer, coming with a loud groan.
Leaning back against the wall, panting and whimpering as Harry pulled away, not wanting to loose the contact to the other man. Remus soon enough found Harry standing back in front of him, kissing him tenderly, letting him taste himself on Harry’s tongue.
"Was that good enough?" Harry asked with a smirk as he pulled away from the kiss.
"It will suffice for now," Remus replied with a grin of his own, already looking forward to the night.
Summary: Simply PWP
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of this, only the plot.
Prompt: lemon, key
Author note: I got this prompt from thepinkrabbit in London, and this is the result.
Warning: DH SPOILERS read at your own risk.
When Remus came home he had to search his pockets for a moment, to find the pair of keys that had he had only recently acquired. It hadn’t been long since he had been living together with Harry and he had to admit that this was all still very new to him.
After Tonks’s death and the knowledge that he had to bring up his son by his own, he had been scared. Then Harry had suddenly crossed his way and everything had seemed to be so easy. What had pleased him. What had pleased him even more was that Teddy had accepted Harry so openly at his side, that it gave Remus even more hope that everything might finally go well.
As Remus finally got inside, the house was quiet, an unusual thing. Frowning he made his way towards the kitchen where he found the most wonderful sight in front him. Harry was standing in front the kitchen counter, a half of a lemon sticking out of his mouth, sucking on it greedily, while some of the drops seemed to making their way down his lips.
"Do you think you can use that mouth for something else as well?" Remus asked, feeling his shaft already growing in his confiding trousers. Remus grinned as he saw Harry look up with a surprised expression, the lemon still in his mouth. Remus continued to watch the younger man quietly as Harry approached him with that smug expression, that normally held a lot of promise.
Seconds later, Remus couldn’t help but moan as he felt Harry’s warm and wet mouth engulf him completely. Remus could never get enough of that wonderful and sinful mouth, moving up and down in slow wonderful movements. Groaning, Remus reached down to thread his fingers through Harry’s soft hair, slightly holding on to it and slowly starting to thrust. Soon enough moans were starting to fill the room, Remus’s body tightening up with every suck. It didn’t take long for the first drops of pre-cum drip from his erection, letting out a gasp as Harry licked it of as if it was ice cream. Now Remus couldn’t hold back any longer, coming with a loud groan.
Leaning back against the wall, panting and whimpering as Harry pulled away, not wanting to loose the contact to the other man. Remus soon enough found Harry standing back in front of him, kissing him tenderly, letting him taste himself on Harry’s tongue.
"Was that good enough?" Harry asked with a smirk as he pulled away from the kiss.
"It will suffice for now," Remus replied with a grin of his own, already looking forward to the night.